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Sunday, November 30, 2014

He caught her speeding in a school zone and decided she needed to learn even civil disobedience could have very painful consequences.

Welcome to Sneak Peek Sunday. For this hop we get to share six paragraphs from a published work or a WIP (work in progress).My submission for this week is from my 3rd book, Arrested by Love. A handsome, but strict, police officer decides a spoiled socialite needs a special lesson in obeying the law.

Tiffany Morgan has been in love with Kyle Sinclair since she was ten years old, when he'd turned her over his knee for attempting to swim in a raging white water river. Though she'd been furious with him at the time, Tiffany never told her family what Kyle did. Instead, she began trailing after him like an annoying younger sister as she tried to gain his attention.

Now, eleven years later, Kyle, a patrol officer, is finding it much more difficult to maintain his distance from the irresistible and vivacious redhead who continues to invent ingenious ways to attract his interest. Though he dismissed her initial attraction to him as infatuation, as she grew-up, his own feelings of desire and protectiveness deepened. So, despite his constant struggle to resist the spirited little minx's lures, Kyle finally has to admit that he is losing the battle--badly.

After Kyle makes it clear to Tiffany that speeding will earn her much more than a ticket from him, he gives into the inevitable and asks her out on a date. He loves her, but isn't sure he's the right guy for her. However, he no longer fights the attraction between them as he dates her exclusively, but Tiffany wants more, so she makes her stand, and Kyle makes it clear how her life will change if they get married. And he persists by asking if she even thought she could live on a budget. When she informs him she is not fiscally irresponsible, he tells her that if she can live for one month on the budget he sets for her, and show how she'd been able to save the rest of her salary, without going to her daddy for help, he will ask her to marry him. But after two weeks in a row of going over, Tiffany seeks out her father.

"Come here, pumpkin," Patrick Morgan said, opening
his arms to his daughter. "Shh. There's no need to cry about it. I'm sure Kyle will understand, though he may
insist you take that dress back."

"But, I can't do that," Tiffany wailed "I've already worn it on one of our
dates, and accidentally spilled some wine on it."

"I see," he said patting her back. "The problem is, pumpkin, I think Kyle
has a very good point. It's past time
you learned to manage your money. Daddy
won't always be there to bail you out when you get into trouble."

She looked up at him with tears streaming out of her
eyes. Her father had never refused to
give her money before when she needed it.
And now when she needed it most he was going to back Kyle. "But, Daddy, I'm afraid."

Her father looked concerned. "Of what, pumpkin? Are you afraid Kyle will hurt you in some
way?"

"No. I'm
afraid he'll say I'm too irresponsible now for him to consider marrying
me. And that means I'd have to live with
you and mom--forever." Hugging her father she gave another mournful
wail.

Tiffany loves Kyle, and wants to prove to him she can will make a good wife, except she's never tried to keep to a budget before, and she quickly discovers it's much harder than she originally thought. She knows going to her father is against the rules, but she can't face Kyle's disappointment for the second week in a row, so she breaks the rule, convincing herself she'll make it up in another way.

Saturday, November 29, 2014

She needed his protection, except he insisted on her honest submission first.

Reading this material at Work could get you spanked.

Welcome to the Saturday Spankings blog hop. My stories are all M/f with the dominant male determined to protect the woman he cares for and loves, or grows to love, by doing whatever it takes to ensure her safety and continued health. This includes administering a spanking when she needs one.

My submission for this week is from my first BDSM novel, A Dom's Dilemma, published by Blushing Books. I'm picking up exactly where we left off last time.

In this scene, Jim, a former Texan who works as a police detective by day and lives and plays as a Dom by night, is in the Velvet Chains BDSM medical station working with his new submissive, Kelly Franklin. When Kelly balks, Jim suspects fear, rather than brattiness, is responsible for her reaction. After giving her repeated opportunities to tell him what's bothering her, he decides to continue with his original agenda. However, when Kelly discovers he intends to give her an enema, her fear increases exponentially, which validates his suspicions, but doesn't address Kelly's lack of trust or stubborn refusal to obey. So, after reminding his reluctant sub what BDSM is about, Jim gives her an ultimatum. Say her safe word or submit to his will. Kelly agrees to do what he wants, despite the persistent inner voice urging her to run away. Though Jim's purpose is not to humiliate or punish Kelly, her previous experience with medical BDSM was both embarrassing and painful, so despite Jim's extra care and patience with her, she's dreading the procedure.

After Jim and George exchanged a signal, Jim
moved behind Kelly while she did her best not to tense. Eyes closed, hands fisted, Kelly held her breath in an effort to still her trembling.

"I'm gonna raise
the blanket here a little bit, so I can see, but I don't want you frettin' over
it. Once everythin' is in place, and
flowin', I'll lower it back down.

"Thank
you, Sir."

Master
George bent before her. "Do you
want to hold my hand, Kelly?"

She tried to smile at him. He seemed like a nice and
caring man, but he wasn't the one she wanted holding her hand, so she shook her
head.

"Okay,
darlin', this is only my finger. It's
coated with lube, so it's gonna feel a trace cold. Deep breath and relax…."

Kelly has a past she's not willing to share with anyone, and enemas are a hard limit for her. Unfortunately, she adamantly refuses to say why, so Jim considers the procedure a necessity to ensure his new sub isn't concealing something that could make anal play dangerous for her. Though Jim's been trained and knows what to look for, withholding valuable information from a Dom is never a wise course of action for a sub to take.

Friday, November 28, 2014

Peter loved Kate with all his being, but that didn't mean he'd tolerate an ultimatum from her.

Welcome to another offering for Frisky Friday, where we hope you're getting as excited about the weekend as we are.My submission for this week is from my 5th book, and newest release, Acting Lessons.He was a strict and demanding college professor turned professional director who excelled at giving acting lessons. She was his shy and uncertain former student who became a professional actress under his tutelage. They fell in love, married, and won two Tony Awards before tragedy struck and a simple kiss ripped them apart.

After a six month separation, Peter Thorton decides to take matters into his own hands by making his famous wife, Kate, an offer she wouldn't refuse. Plainly put, he wants her back and he intends to do whatever is necessary to achieve his goal, even if it means giving his stubborn, willful leading lady a daily reminder over his knee that she promised to obey him.

In this scene, which occurs at the beginning of Chapter Four, Peter Thorton is attempting to get his wife ready for a trip to a college camp ground in upper New York, where they will appear together in a summer stock production of "Kiss Me Kate." Kate has agreed to help Peter teach the drama students who have auditioned and been selected personally by him for the course he is teaching. Kate isn't sure she can trust Peter with her heart again, since she believes he's been unfaithful to her, but she's never stopped loving him. And though Domestic Discipline originally played a part in their marriage, their last two years together had them living like polite strangers sharing the same house. Though things are far from perfect between them now, they are temporarily reconciled, which gives Peter great hope for the summer before them, assuming Kate's meeting with her boyfriend ended the way he hoped it would.

"Thomas
only wants to make sure I'm happy."

Peter
nodded. "I realize that, which is
why I'm going to be civil, and not give you grief."

She
rose up on her toes and gave him a kiss.
"Thank you."

"However,
I also expect you to make it up to me--big time."

Kate
smiled, not minding at all. "With
delight," she murmured against his lips.

They
did some making up last night, too. She
grew a little worried when he decided to pleasure her first with his mouth and
drew back to stare at her seconds after he'd started. "Did you douche or use a different
soap?"

She
blushed. "I purchased a new
feminine gel today called Strawberry Surprise.
Do you like it?"

He
smacked his lips. "Hmm. It tingles a bit. Think I'll have to spend more time tasting
before I render a verdict."

Then
he gave her the most enthusiastic taste test Kate had ever experienced. She was whimpering with need before he
finally sent her flying.

Kate realizes Peter's stretched tolerance is a huge step in the right direction. He's a possessive, dominant male who doesn't share, so agreeing to let her meet Thomas on her own was definitely his gift for their reconciliation. Kate also knows that Peter wants children. She does, too, but after two miscarriages, she reluctant to go through the heartbreak again. And though she harbors some guilt about using a contraceptive behind Peter's back that he could possibly ingest, she feels he has no right to dictate whether or not she can use birth control. However, attempting to keep a secret like that, from a husband who's determined to ensure you take good care of yourself, carries its own risks. And risks incur casualties.

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

It's Book Hooks Wednesday! Yay! And I'm sharing another excerpt from my new spanking romance in the Corbin's Bend series, A Simple Misunderstanding.

He came to her rescue when she needed him most, almost to lose her when she disobeyed him.

In this scene, which occurs near the beginning of Chapter Six, Eleanor Benson (Elly) is asleep in intensive care, recovering from surgery after she's been attacked by her husband. Seated beside her is Gerald Douglas (Jerry) who feels responsible for Elly's condition. He suspected she would get in trouble if her husband discovered her unapproved absence, and even called to remind her she should come to him if Arthur discovered her disobedience. However, rather than show up at her home, as his conscience urged, Jerry honored her request to stay away, and now she suffered because of it. Determined to never let her husband hurt her again, he remains posted at her bedside in ICU where she awakens after surgery groggy and confused.

She glanced
down at the hospital gown she wore. “Clothes?”

“Gone. Your
skirt was ruined, and they cut off your turtleneck rather than attempt to pull
the sweater over your head. You don’t remember?”

She shook her
head as her hand moved over the covers right below the ribs on her left side,
undoubtedly aware now of the bandage and drain they’d inserted. He gently
clasped her fingers.

“You had
surgery. Your spleen developed a tear, which meant they had to remove the
damaged portion. Are you in any pain at the moment?”

Her eyes grew
thoughtful as she considered his question, then she shook her head again. “Not
now.” Her voice sounded so low and hoarse he barely recognized it.

“They can give
you something if you’re uncomfortable.” Her eyes drooped. “Go on back to sleep,
honey. I’ll stay with you until they kick me out.” She frowned and opened her
mouth to object, but he placed a quieting finger against her lips.

“Don’t worry,
Elly. Just sleep for now.”

And without
further discussion, she obeyed him.

Jerry is determined to protect Elly from her abusive husband, but that means he first needs her to admit she has a problem, and that will be a difficult journey for both of them to take.

M/F Domestic Discipline in Colorado.

Blurb:Though Arthur and Eleanor Benson have been practicing domestic discipline for three months since their wedding, he insists moving to Corbin's Bend, where domestic discipline is the norm rather than the exception, will revitalize their marriage. Elly has doubts, but since Arthur is the undisputed head of their household, they move. However, once Arthur becomes immersed in a community where spanking is not only permitted, but encouraged, his personality undergoes a dramatic change. Accusing his submissive wife of being lazy, disorganized and disobedient, he employs creative methods of pain and humiliation to mold Elly from the imperfect woman he married into the perfect woman he desires. And Elly finds herself a virtual prisoner in her own home, accountable only to the man who rules her life with a cane.

In his years as a vet, Jerry Douglas has seen what abuse does to animals, and he recognizes those same signs in Elly Benson during her daily escape to the dog park with her tiny poodle. Jerry steadfastly supports the tenets of domestic discipline and enjoys the freedom Corbin's Bend offers its residents, but he remains fiercely protective of anyone in need of a champion. And when he witnesses evidence of harsh handling, his instinct is to rush in and rescue. Problem is Elly Benson is a married and consenting adult who insists all her bruises and welts are nothing more than a simple misunderstanding between her and her husband, until the day Arthur Benson takes his authority and discipline one-step too far, endangering Elly's life.

I also have a page on my web site where I am offering a sample of the first three chapters. If you're interested, visit either the Spanking Romance or A Simple Misunderstanding page in the Over 18 section of my website.

A Simple Misunderstanding is currently the only full novel (vs. novella) in the Corbin's Bend line up, and it's receiving some excellent reviews on the Blushing site.Thanks for visiting. Now go visit the other authors participating in Book Hooks.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Today, Renee Rose is taking a seat on the couch as her kinkier persona, Darling Adams, to share a tidbit from her newest BDSM/erotic Paranormal story "Loose Morals," where vampires make sure mortals understand exactly who is in charge.

Excerpt:

He flashed into her bedroom, materializing on the edge of
her bed in a casual, observer’s pose, one leg crossed over the opposite knee.
He would watch her undress, just to remind her who was in charge.

Sasha had her back to him, her shirt off, revealing the ropy
muscles of her slender back. She unbuttoned her pants and shucked them, tossing
them in the hamper. She had simple gray cotton panties on, but they couldn’t
look more erotic to him, clinging to her muscular ass, showing enough cheek to
thicken his cock.

She turned and shrieked when she saw him, clutching her
pajama top to her chest. “W-what are you doing here?”

He gave a lazy shrug. “Watching the show.” He expected fury.
He craved it, really.

Instead she stood stock still, and rubbed her lips together,
her breastbone lifting and lowering at a rapid pace. Oh Lord. She was turned
on. “Get out,” she said, but her voice held no conviction. She might have said,
“Take me to bed.”

“You don’t need to put that on,” he said, indicating the
pajama top. “I don’t mind sleeping with you that way.”

“You...” she spat. “You aren’t sleeping with me.” She
blinked at him. “I don’t want you in here,” she said petulantly.

“Your scent tells me differently.”

She snapped her eyes to his. “What?”

“Admit it, Sasha. Your naughty parts are tingling right
now.”

A flush spread across her cheeks and down her neck. “What do
you want from me?” she demanded.

“Come here,” he said softly, holding his breath. Her feet
began to move and he celebrated the tiny victory. When she drew close enough,
he snatched her top from her hands, dropping it on the floor.

She jerked in surprise and covered her breasts with her
forearms.

He gripped her wrists and pulled her arms away from her
chest, pinning them down by her sides. “You have a lovely pair of breasts,” he
said, his fangs lengthening.

He smelled the fresh bloom of her arousal and wondered if it
came from his words, the physical restraint or the sight of his fangs growing
long for her.

“Please,” she managed to say, her voice cracking.

He lifted his eyes from his study of her breasts to her
face.

“Please, Charlie…”

He tugged her closer. “Please what?”

“Please don’t do this,” she pleaded. “Please let me go.”

“I like it when you beg,” he said softly.

The scent of desire grew stronger. “Please.”

He released her wrists and yanked her panties to her knees.
“Go stand in the corner with your hands clasped above your head.”

Her thighs twitched together, and he watched in fascination
as a droplet of moisture trickled onto her thigh.

He brought his hand across her ass with a sharp slap, making
her jump. “Now, Sasha,” he ordered. He had no idea if she would obey. If she
did, it would be out of desire, rather than fear.

When she shuffled to the corner, with her panties around her
knees and stood there, interlacing her fingers over her head, his cock
throbbed. She wanted him. Or rather, she wanted this.

He made an approving rumble in his throat. He traced behind
her and ran his palm over her ass. Then he smacked her hard on one cheek.

“Ow!”

He slapped the other cheek. She shivered, her breath short.

“You like being
spanked by me,” he observed.

She dropped her arms and tried to whirl around, but he
caught her wrists and pinned them against the wall with one hand.

He delivered another stinging slap to each cheek, then began
to pick up tempo, until she danced under the steady barrage of slaps raining
down. He sensed her willingness to endure the pain waning and he stopped,
rubbing her heated flesh. “You look good in pink,” he said.

“Why,” she panted, “why do you do this?”

He softened his touch, making it more like a caress now,
soothing the sting away. “To teach you to obey.” She stiffened, but he pressed
his body against hers and murmured in her ear. “You surrendered to me. Why?”

“You made me,” she said through clenched teeth.

“No, Sasha,” he breathed in her ear. “I think you were
curious. You want to know what happens next, don’t you?” When she didn’t
answer, he repeated the question, with a sharper tone. “Don’t you?”

She still didn’t answer.

He slapped her ass.

“Yes,” she gasped.

Her admission flooded his chest with the warmth of success.
He caressed her backside, his fingers trailing up her inner thighs. She
stiffened in shock when they brushed her swollen sex. She clamped her legs
together as if to keep him out.

“Come, Sasha. You and I both know you aren’t serious about
that.”

Blurb:

When Sasha
Deschamps unwittingly attracts the attention of a strange man on her late night
walk home from work, she winds up with a supernatural guest she can’t get rid
of. The dominant immortal demands her complete submission and cooperation,
refusing to free her until she has performed an act of magick, one which she
does not know how to even begin.

Charlie
sees the power in Sasha and believes she has the ability to undo the curse
placed on him by a jealous lover over one hundred years before. He also loves
toying with the feisty witchling, doling out humiliating punishments while
arousing a lust in her that leaves them both hungry for satisfaction.

Emotionally
detached to the point of amorality, his motto has been “friendly with many,
close to none”, but he finds himself falling for Sasha, believing he might be
able to trust a woman again. When he discovers she is actually the reincarnated
witch who cursed him, though, his world turns on end. Can he believe she has
returned to his life to heal the rift between them? Or will he walk away from
her again, as he did so many years ago?

Publishers Note: This book contains elements of BDSM
including spanking, bondage and erotic sex scenes.

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Sneak Peek Sunday is a weekly excerpt hop where each author shares six paragraphs from a published work or a WIP (work in progress).My submission for this week is from my 1st book, Mortal Illusions. A vampire romance published by New Concepts Publishing, Mortal Illusions is currently the first in a series of 3 books. Its sequel, Fatal Desire, is currently under production.

In this excerpt, which is the beginning of the first chapter, Germaine St. Justine has sensed his former lover's pain and visits her in the hospital in an effort to ease her suffering. After some gentle teasing combined with a soothing back rub, he gently bites her neck and draws out a few seconds worth of blood, then uses a hypodermic needle to withdraw blood from his arm. Germaine adamantly refuses to make another vampire, but he doesn't want Marguerite to suffer. Unfortunately, she wants more than he is willing to give, so to reassure her his affections haven't altered despite the many years they've been apart, he kisses her. When Claire walks in to discover a stranger kissing her dying mother, she assumes the gentleman is up to no good and reacts accordingly. Marguerite informs Germaine that Claire has set herself up as her personal watchdog--wanting to know what kind of treatments the hospital is giving her, along with all the other gory details about her care. Germaine suggests Marguerite humors her daughter, by having her temperature taken again.

Marguerite accepted the thermometer he held out for her without protest, but
her eyes remained fixed on Germaine's. Well?
she asked him silently.

Germaine could hear the frustration in Clarissa's sigh as
she turned away from them in a pointed show of disapproval.

I begin to wonder if George wasn't just a little too
lenient with both his children, Germaine answered her.

George believed in solid reasoning and praise, she
responded in quick defense.

Spare the rod . . . Germaine intoned. Retrieving the thermometer, he extended it
toward Clarissa without looking at it.
"Miss Danielson, you requested this I believe?"

She practically snatched the glass tube from his fingers,
then skirted around him to read the tiny numbers by the room's only light, a
chrome-based lamp with a sixty-watt bulb.
"This is no better than candlelight," she grumbled, her face
nearly pressed to the plastic shade.
While she was preoccupied with deciphering the tiny numerals, Germaine
conducted a longer, more thorough appraisal of Marguerite’s daughter. She was taller and thinner than he liked, as
most young women of her generation tended to be, yet not too thin. She had a delicately boned face capped by a
fluff of wind-combed hair that was short by his standards, but not
unattractively so. And though he much
preferred petite, soft-spoken women with long, silken curls a man could wrap
his hand in, something about this female appealed to him in a strangely
familiar way.

Marguerite's feisty daughter tends to attack first and ask questions later, a trait that is going to get her into a lot of trouble.

Buy the book at NCP, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, or AReThanks for visiting. I hope you enjoyed this brief excerpt and want more. Please click the link below to continue your hop Sneak Peek SundayWishing you a wonderful journey.

Saturday, November 22, 2014

He caught her speeding in a school zone and decided she needed to learn even civil disobedience could have very painful consequences.

Reading this material at Work could get you spanked.

Welcome to the Saturday Spankings blog hop. My stories are all M/f with the dominant male determined to protect the woman he cares for and loves, or grows to love, by doing whatever it takes to ensure her safety and continued health. This includes administering a spanking when necessary.

My submission for this week is from my first spanking novel, Arrested by Love, published by Blushing Books.

In this scene, near the beginning of the book, Kyle, a traffic patrol officer, has pulled over a young woman for speeding in a school zone. Tiffany has been in love with Kyle since she was ten, so this isn't the first time she's faced the strict police officer because of some prank she's pulled. It's not even the first time she's been caught speeding, which means she's spent a fair amount of time over his knees. Even so, Kyle is prepared to let her go with a warning and a ticket until she propositions him.

Angry, partly because he's tempted to accept her bribe, Kyle decides to offer her a choice. She can either spend a night in jail, or place herself over his lap and receive a harsh spanking for her reckless driving. Though Tiffany agrees to Kyle's punishment, she's scared. He's never been so strict with her before and she fears this spanking will be unbearable. After he takes a moment to reassure her of his love, he orders her to lower her panties and raise her skirt. Once Tiffany tearfully complies, Kyle insists she tell him why she is being punished, but Tiffany feels Kyle is being unfair, so she tries to plead her case. Cutting her off, Kyle lays out his reasons for this punishment, then grimly sees to the task of following through.

After forty swats, she was crying so hard that her pleas for him to stop emerged as little
more than burbling sobs. A part of him
felt bad for causing her this much pain, while another part knew if he
stopped now she'd think she could weasel herself out of trouble with a few tears. He had to see this
through to the end, though he did lighten the intensity of his strokes quite a
bit. He knew they still smarted since
his hand stung with every stroke he delivered, just not as badly.

At
fifty she stopped begging for him to stop and just gasped for breath as she
sobbed, so he figured she was crying too hard now to form
intelligible words.

Kyle doesn't like the thought of hurting Tiffany, though he knows he has to if he's to make any progress in curbing her impulsive behavior. And as a cop, he knows reckless driving can be lethal.

Friday, November 21, 2014

She needed his protection, except he insisted on her honest submission first.

Reading this material at Work could get you spanked.

Welcome to Frisky Friday. My stories are all M/f with the dominant male determined to protect the woman he cares for and loves, or grows to love, by doing whatever it takes to ensure her safety and continued health. This includes administering a spanking when she needs one.

My submission for this week is from my first BDSM novel, A Dom's Dilemma, published by Blushing Books.

This excerpt occurs after Master James and Kelly have spent an intense weekend together, and he is seeing her home. Kelly doesn't want to leave him, but knows she has no claim on the Dom who's taken her under his wing. However, she's not above taking advantage of a situation when it's presented to her, except Jim knows she's too sore to play. So, Kelly gets a scolding when she tries to intimate otherwise.

"You
need to be more honest with me, Kelly," he scolded without heat, and she
knew it was worry more than anger that prompted his stern tone. At her nod of agreement, he gave her chin a
light squeeze. "Now I have some
last minute instructions for you. Make
sure you apply the butt cream I gave you every night for the next five days. It'll help reduce any lingerin' soreness you
might have. Second," he added, a
bit more firmly, "No more frisky business without permission. You hear?" That order was accompanied with a warning
scowl that was pure Dom.

Her
returning smile had more than a trace of guilt in it. "Okay, I'll be good and not touch
anything I'm not supposed to without your permission," she promised a
little breathily.

His
eyes narrowing, he gave her a grin that oozed with evil intent. "You'd better not, my lovely. Or else…." Then, without any more warning, he reached
out and started to tickle her.

Kelly
screamed. She was very, very ticklish,
and he knew all her secret spots. She
was laughing so hard she was crying when he finally stopped.

He
held her for a minute as she caught her breath, then kissed her softly and
sensuously for a moment, before he drew back.
"Gotta go, darlin'. I'll
give you a call later in the week. All
right?"

At
her dazed nod, he smiled then turned and walked out her door.

Jim realizes after their intense weekend together, Kelly is likely to go through sub drop, and he hopes to lessen the impact a little by leaving her laughing and happy.

About Kathryn

Kathryn R. Blake has been writing romantic fantasies for over twenty years.
In addition to her writing, Kathryn enjoys reading, traveling (London especially), crewel needle work, and playing with graphics on her web site.

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Corbin's Bend Revamp

Corbin's Bend isn't dead, it's simply being revised and issued in a simpler format. The individual books from previous seasons will no longer be available for sale by themselves, but all will be made available in collections. In addition, Blushing Books intends to open up the series for more books. I will advise as soon as I know anything more.